Note- Inspired by the second Austin Powers movie, 'The Spy Who Shagged Me.' Haley Atwell is Austen, Heather Graham is Felicity and Gia Carides is Robin. Rob Lowe is Number Two.
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England, 1969.
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Austen Prouder was having a smashing time at her fifth dance party in five days and was surrounded by many admirers, male and female.
In her purple romper jumpsuit and over the knee suede boots the buxom secret agent, the best in England, looked very shagadelic.
Voluptuous and blessed with an engaging smile she mingled and danced with the enthusiastic guests.
It had been two years since anyone had heard of Doctor Evil and things had been quiet of late in the spy game, but information was coming in that he was planning a comeback.
"It's true Austen. Doctor Evil is planning a comeback and he won't be content until you are out of the picture. There is a female agent of his in town and she plans on killing you this week at a party. Her identity is unknown so be on guard. Good luck old girl."
The warning had come the previous week from Basil Exposition, head of the Secret Service, and Austen was on battle stations.
The attractive and confident brunette was grooving to the latest sounds when a big breasted female in hoop earrings sauntered over.
In a black and white chequered mini dress and white go go boots she shimmied and butt slapped with Austen.
"Oh, behave!"
"You are a good dancer, Austen Prouder."
The English agent eyed up the woman with the bob hair that sat just above her neck and narrowed her eyes.
"No shit, Sherlock. I'm the best in the country."
Austen did a twirl and grinned broadly.
"I'm Robin, Robin Swallows."
"That's an interesting name."
"Maiden name was Spitz."
Austen did a double take.
"Ex squeeze me? Which is it? Spits or swallows? Hah, hah!"
"I have information that you may find interesting. It concerns Doctor 'you know who.'"
Austen pricked her ears up and moved closer to the stacked stranger.
"Meet me at my personal pad at eleven." She said in an aside.
"I'll be there." Replied Robin.
With that Robin danced off, just as a tall woman in an orange and pink crocheted mini dress bopped over.
Her strawberry blonde hair was blown back high and parted in the middle, and her doe like grey eyes twinkled under the mirror ball that hung from the ceiling.
She had an ample bosom, slim waist and very lean legs that never seemed to quit.
"Hello baby. That's a tight dress you are squeezed into. How do you get into it?"
"You can start by buying me a drink." Answered the blonde with a wink.
"Oh, you saucy bitch! Saucer of milk at table two! Do you swing then baby?"
The blonde came up close and whispered in Austen's ear in an American accent.
"Both ways. Men or women, matters not. You?"
"Me baby? I put the grr in swinger! Yeah!"
"My name is Felicity Shagwell, CIA. You better play it cool, your new friend is working for Doctor 'you know who.'"
"Meet me at my personal pad at midnight."
"I'll be there. Later, Austen Prouder."
With that Felicity danced off leaving Austen with a poser. Which of these women planned to kill her?
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An hour later Austen pulled up outside her trendy pad in Chelsea and parked the E type Jaguar in shocking pink and sat still.
With a quick check on her Walther PPK with the pearl grip she composed herself and entered her apartment.
A faint scent of Chanel number nine wafted to her nostrils.
"So there you are. I hope you don't mind but I slipped into something more comfortable.
Your water bed."
Austen reacted to the voice of Robin Swallows and entered her bedroom.
There, on her back in the circular bed, was the big boob brunette with the bob.
As Austen kept eye contact she nonchalantly unzipped her jumpsuit and rolled off her suede boots and Robin tore open the duvet cover.
Under the bedding she was stark naked and pointing a similar Walther pistol directly at Austen's exposed pussy as she dropped her panties. Robin noted the brown pubic hair had been nicely trimmed.
"Am I missing something baby?" Said Austen who stood proudly naked, hands on hips.
Robin eyed up the five foot seven brunette secret agent with the heavy tits and toned legs and licked her lips.
With her gun in her right hand she sat up and used her left to caress her own inner thigh as she parted her milk white legs.
Her boobs hung heavy on either side of her ribcage as she raised her noble chin.
"Not from where I'm looking. Come to bed lover and make mad, passionate love to me."
Robin laid down her weapon and hooked her index finger at Austen who padded over bare foot with a seductive roll of her wide hips.
The stranger in the bed toyed with her soft labia as Austen laid next to the informant who wasted no time in giving England's finest a French kiss.
Austen returned the kiss and sought out the other's tongue post haste.
As they hugged their busty upper bodies meshed to one another in a hot embrace, and the water rippled under them.
"About Doctor..."
Robin put her finger to Austen's red lips to silence her and looked into her bright brown eyes.
"Later lover. Later."
Robin rolled and laid on top of Austen who brought her arms around the others neck as they writhed together.
The sensation of soft flesh on flesh was astonishing as they hugged tight and ground their hips.
Austen felt the woman rub her pussy mound against hers and their pubes blended into one dark mass.
Robin humped her hips and Austen reciprocated as they enjoyed a divine mutual pussy rub.
"Oh baby, sweet. Yeah, sweet."
Austen moved her thigh then as pussy undulated against thigh, and thigh undulated against pussy.
